A familiar place, a familiar figure, the unchanging Bitter Love Tree, except for a long sword stuck in the ground.

"They're here."

"Um"

Tu Shan Honghong turned around, picked up the sword from the ground, and threw it at Chi Musheng.

"I remember you said you wanted to be a swordsman who roamed the world."

Chi Musheng took the sword, lowered his head and stroked the exquisite and sharp blade. It might be every young man's dream, but he could only smile bitterly.

"Boss, but I am unable to cultivate, so how can I talk about dominating the world?"

If he could cultivate, he would have gone to the Qi Dao Alliance long ago. It's not that he had no choice, but who would be willing to do this kind of work?

"Who says one cannot become a swordsman without cultivating? The Demon Emperor of the Western Regions, Fan Yunfei, once told me..."

Centuries ago, his close friend, the son of the Wangquan family head, comprehended something called sword intent from swordsmanship. The use of sword intent required no magical power and yet allowed him to rival even a demon emperor.

After hearing what Tu Shan Honghong said, Chi Musheng was somewhat surprised. Logically speaking, Tu Shan Honghong wouldn't specifically ask about this kind of news, let alone go to the Western Regions to ask a demon emperor. Could it be because of him?

Tu Shan Honghong wouldn't tell Chi Musheng that she had started preparing for this a month ago. She went to the Western Regions and spent her free time reading books in the Tu Shan Secret Pavilion, specifically studying swordsmanship for a month, all so that she could teach Chi Musheng.

"What does the chief mean?" Chi Musheng couldn't figure out what Tu Shan Honghong was thinking. He couldn't very well spend money to teach him swordsmanship.

"I'll teach you swordsmanship," Tu Shan Honghong said calmly.

But her heart was already in turmoil. He wouldn't see through her, would he? She couldn't just say outright that she had put in a lot of effort to teach him swordsmanship, and that he had to learn it whether he wanted to or not.

"Boss, how should we begin?" Chi Musheng asked with a smile.

The "simp's rule" is to never betray a client's trust. Since Tu Shan Hong Hong wants to teach him, he should just learn.

Anyway, I've learned a lot. I learned to read people's expressions from that person, and I learned a lot about business from Tu Shan Rongrong. Learning swordsmanship wouldn't hurt either.

"I'll demonstrate it for you first. Watch carefully. If I find you slacking off, you'll get a beating, understand?" Tu Shan Hong Hong took the sword.

With a stride, the longsword thrusts out swiftly and fiercely, carrying the momentum to annihilate a thousand troops.

Amidst the clashing swords, Chi Musheng stared intently at each sword move, feeling that Tu Shan Honghong's swordsmanship was too stiff, giving the impression of being rigid and inflexible.

After all, he had never practiced swordsmanship before, so he didn't dare to offer any further comment.

Tu Shan Honghong twirled her sword, turned to look at Chi Musheng, but had not yet spoken.

Chi Musheng was the first to applaud, praising, "Boss, your swordsmanship is simply the most powerful and beautiful I have ever seen."

"Hmm, how much of it do you remember?" Tu Shan Honghong asked calmly.

Secretly, she was delighted. Chi Musheng had said she was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. Who knew that this guy might have feelings for her but didn't dare to say it?

Chi Musheng looked embarrassed and said hesitantly, "Thirty percent."

The hand clutching the clothes revealed a sense of guilt for failing Tu Shan Hong Hong's special instruction, and he appeared very remorseful.

"Not bad, show me how you practice," Tu Shan Honghong nodded in affirmation.

She memorized 30% on her first try, which was slightly better than what she had learned. It took her three days to memorize it and a month to achieve this level of skill.

Especially one day, she even slashed herself with a sword, but as long as she didn't say anything, Chi Musheng would never know that she was inferior to him.

"Um"

Chi Musheng picked up the longsword, his movements stiff and intermittent, even somewhat comical. Several times the sword nearly struck him, but he put on a very earnest performance.

After all, I've only learned it from watching, and I'm not proficient yet. It's quite a challenge to perform something that shows I've only mastered about 30% of it.

Every time Chi Musheng makes a fool of himself, Tu Shan Honghong's lips would curl into a smile. As for what makes it funny, isn't it enough to see the person she likes acting silly?

Suddenly, Chi Musheng turned around and almost tripped and fell to the ground. Then he asked in a low voice.

"I'm sorry, boss, am I really stupid?"

"So what if you're a little slow? You're my person, so I'll teach you one more time." Tu Shan Honghong walked behind Chi Musheng, grasped Chi Musheng's hand holding the sword, and pressed her body close to his.

In the instant of exertion, he and Chi Musheng danced together under the moon, their swords waking them from a long, intoxicating reverie.

Chi Musheng felt the soft body behind him and the faint fragrance, and his body began to become extremely excited, his ears turning slightly red.

Don't get distracted.

After saying that, Tu Shan Honghong took Chi Musheng and leaped into the air, completing several gorgeous moves. Her swordsmanship seemed to have improved by leaps and bounds.

Actually, if you have a beautiful woman in your arms, how can you not show off your strength and make her admire and like you?

As the saying goes, a woman will inevitably like and admire a powerful man, and Tu Shan Honghong thinks that men are the same.

Even Chi Musheng was shocked. "Big sister, when you were teaching just now, it wasn't like this at all. You were clearly a complete novice, but in such a short time, you've become an expert."

After finishing a sword technique, Chi Musheng was panting slightly. Although Tu Shan Honghong was leading him, he actually put in a lot of effort. Several of the fancy moves were so impressive that Chi Musheng would definitely not have been able to keep up if he hadn't learned a little dance.

"Remember how much of this you can remember? If you don't remember more than 50%, you'll be punished," Tu Shan Honghong whispered in Chi Musheng's ear.

Although there was no exhaled hot air, the breath from her nose was still quite strong, and Chi Musheng's ears became burning hot. She hurriedly got out of Tu Shan Honghong's arms.

"How could that be? Boss, you taught me step by step, I'm sure I've memorized everything," Chi Musheng said confidently.

He had already memorized everything; now he just needed a medium to express it, to highlight the success of Tu Shan Hong Hong's teaching, and to fill him with a sense of accomplishment.

"You know the consequences of lying to me," Tu Shan Honghong snorted.

Whether Chi Musheng succeeds or not, she is a winner. If she fails, she has an excuse to make Chi Musheng do something. If she wins, her efforts will not have been in vain, and Chi Musheng will definitely be grateful.

All of this is thanks to her good friend Cui Yuling for her advice and planning; she will definitely thank her properly in the future.

"When have I ever lied to the boss?"

Chi Musheng confidently drew his longsword, his movements graceful and elegant. He and his sword danced under the moonlight, the bright moonlight shining on the blade, giving it a faint luster, as if it were moving and alive.

Like a flower in bloom, with Chi Musheng incorporating some dance steps, it has become a sword dance, pleasing to the eye of those watching from afar.

"Not bad," Tu Shan Honghong smiled, took out a jar of wine, leaned it against a tree, took a sip of wine and watched the dance. Her teaching was very successful.

She made a fortune because she helped Chi Musheng create a new project to please herself, achieving three goals at once.

I must make him thank me properly later.

After all, there's no such thing as a free lunch.